(A post prompted by redneckprincess describing her son as a "hippie kid" 🙂 ) The Chair stood in the middle of the room. The time had come, as I knew it would, and it was now or never. Or, at least, until the next time. My Dad circled the chair, snip, snip, at my brother’s… Continue reading The Shears of Zorro….(birth of the Hippy Kid)
On our travels we have managed to pick up a couple of picture frames which are custom made to frame your favourite LP (yep, LP) covers and hang them on the wall. Naturally, these LP covers get rotated from time to time just to change the scenery and not to be charged with some sort… Continue reading Cover me, I’m going in……..
I awake this morning to the news that Owsley Stanley, "Bear" to his friends, has passed away as the result of a car accident in Australia at the age of 76. The following is from today's "Yahoo" News page: LOS ANGELES (Reuters) – Owsley "Bear" Stanley, a 1960s counterculture figure who flooded the flower… Continue reading Goodbye Mr. Bear
One of the things I've noticed over the years as I get older is that I am becoming more emotional....and I don't understand. I was once known for being the coolest Dude in town. An image I relished, as you can imagine. But these days I just don't get it. Where did all these tears come from… Continue reading The last time I choked…………